Drew drove down a lonely two lane road in the middle of Oklahoma, 5 of his best friends, and his brother, in the same car as himself (I'll let you guys decide who you're all sitting next to...). Most of them were asleep, at least he figured so because no one was talking. 'Gonna be good to just be able to have another summer together like old times...' he thought to himself, looking in the rear view mirror at everyone, then to his right.
He drove for another hour or so, and he could see the giant pine thicket appear in front of them, soon engulfing the car with a light shade, the smell of pine needles coming in through the vents of the suburban, making the smell of perfumes and colognes to nearly all go away. To Drew, it was a sweet scent, though he knew of a few people who didn't quite enjoy the smell, he couldn't understand how someone couldn't like it. He let out a yawn, popping his neck as he leaned his head back into the head rest.
__________________ - Wade Peck -
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell. ~Jean Paul Richter "Speak softly and carry a big stick."
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